The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1887-09-01
NINE. NEYADA'S STORY.
INTERESTING ACCOUNT OF HER EX-
PERlENcE WHILE A STUDENT.

Trying to Learn 10 Sing on Starvation
Diet--A Terrible Dream and Its Appar-
ent FulHlIment--The Singers Escape
from a Fiend.
@After my arrival in Europe" she began,
n studied for three years in Vienna, and for
the first few months boarded with woman
who took advantage Of my inexperience to
impose ON me in every way possible in fact,
paid very high price and was almost
starved. As l think of that place now it
makes me shudder. The mother was perfect
old hag, who went about the house in a
ragged old petticoat, with her black hair
tumbling down over her face and shoulders
in an untidy mass, and a pair of little rats
eyes peeping out at you from among the yell
low wrinkles Really, the things that used to
take place in that family are incredible.
There were two grown up daughters, and
would sometimes enter the paTlor and find
one of them sitting quietly under the piano,
doing nothing apparently, and often would
be awakened at night by strange sounds,
screams, mems voices, threats and oaths.
was only Is years old at the time, and was
too timid or unsuspicious to say anything
about this, but the worst thing of all was the
food which they gave me- There was only
one kind of meat, and that had never been
able to eat 1t was pork. was ashamed to
complain, but would cover the piece on my
plate with potatoes or bread and leave thS
table almost famished.
THE TEACHER ANXIOUS.
"This went on for some weeks, until finally
l became so pale and weak that my teacher
noticed the change and asked me about it l
told him how it was and he said that must
go home at once and order some proper food
Well, at last l screwed up my courage, and
one day said to the servant that had to
sing at a concert that night and wished her
to cook me a beefSteak and bring it to my
room. The old woman happened to be out
at the time, and so l succeeded i'll getting the
steak, and assure you l ate it ravenously.
Then l started off for the concert, congratu-
lating myself on having managed the thing
so we'll However, had no sooner entered
the house than the old woman came bobbling
up to me, seized me by the arm, forced me
into a corner aud commenced abusing and in
sulting me in the most abominabe way. 4
was 80 terrified that forgot my timidity and
managed in some way to tear myself from
her and to rush to my room. where bolted
the door, and then sank down OH the floor in
Mysteries Finally grew calmer and began
to think of what had better do. 1t was al
ready past midnight, but commenced pack
ing up my things at once, resolved TO leave
the house at daybreak.
"At about o'clock in the morning 1 fell
asleep from sheer exhaustion, and l dreamed
that | saw the old hag standing by the stove
in the kitcheni making some tea. l followed
each one of her movements, and at last saw
her fill a cup from the tea pot, and carry this
in her hand to the cupboard. There she
reached up to high shelf and took down a
bottle marked poison, from which she poured
few drops into the cup. Then she put the
bottle away carefully, and came up stairs to
my room carrying the tea, and knocked at
the door.
AwoKE WITH A FRIGHT
AT this point l awoke with an awful
fright, and at once looked at my clock; it was
just and the day was breaking l arose,
bathed my face and was about to resume my
packing, when there came knock at my
door. ! asked who was there, and high,
piercing voice, which l recognized only too
well, replied: 1T is l, my dear. l have
brought you cup of tea; open the door, 1t
is needless to say that l did not do it. She
continued knocking, and begged me to let her
in, but, of course, l refused. Then she threat
ened me, and poured forth the foulest Ian
guage have ever heard, and at last she came
back to persuasion, saying, and 1 can
never forget the words: L am here on my
knees like a dog, and | implore you only
FST or e ton L
"You can imagine what a state was in by
this time l was perfectly desperate, and
after waiting for two or three hours listening
and hardly daring to breathe, l cautiously
opened my door and made a rush for the
street There were three flights of stairs to
descend and at the bottom Of the second one
met the old woman, glaring at me like a
hend l don't know how l ever did it, but in
some way l was given the strength to push
her out of my way, and | escaped, leaving
her stretched at full length on the floor"
"And what happened after that" l asked
"Oh, l simply got an officer to go there and
carry off my things. OF course had no in
tetess in putting the woman in a prison or
anything of that sort; but don't you call that
case of supernatural warningP Gn tone of
Triumph
We were obliged to confess that there was
something very strange about it.
swell, when you come to see us again"
said Mme. Nevada, as l rose to go, II will
tell you another story even more wonderful
than this one"
withdrew, firm in the resolution to hear
that other story, at no distant date, If only
for the sake of meeting once more the de-
lightful story teller-Cleveland L. Moffett in
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